She had wanted him for a long time. He was married to her husband's aunt, and quite a bit older than her. Still, he had remained sexy to her throughout her marriage, and now she had the chance to let him know her feelings.
Her father had been a pilot-self-assured, cocky, and even occasionally obnoxious. Her husband was a marketing executive and stayed in the air over foreign countries more than he did at home. He too, had an air of cockiness. She had loved it at first, but now it was getting old. Also, he was failing miserably in the sex department.
The uncle was different. At family gatherings, he seemed to enjoy staying in the background, laughing at everyone's jokes, helping clear the table, and being quietly overlooked. She always felt like prey being stalked when he was around. Although he had been at the top of his field during his career, he was retired, remaining with the company as a consultant. She was about to find out about some of the perks of his position.
He would be in the city while her husband was overseas, and seemed truly disappointed when he found that the three of them wouldn't be able to get together for dinner. She put her plan into motion and called him back. "Just because he's away doesn't mean we can't get together. When and where?" she asked. Unknown to him, she was nude, and had her pink vibrator on high, stroking her steaming pussy.
"I'm at the Met, downtown. I'll meet you in the lobby tomorrow at six," he replied, intrigued.
She knew she was taking quite a risk. He certainly may not have the same feelings as she did. After all, he had been married a long time. The only things he had ever said that even resembled anything sexy were once at a family wedding when he had told her husband, "You have the hottest wife in the place." She naively thought he was referring to the fact that she was sweating profusely. Another time, when she had asked about his tan, he told her, with a sly smile, that he did his yard work nude.
Just thinking about those two events had her squirming in her car seat, knowing that she was soaking it. Her panties were crotchless. Traffic was crawling, and she considered fingering herself, but that would spoil it for him. She primly held her thighs together and tried to remain focused on traffic. Finally, she arrived at the hotel and pulled into the underground parking deck. Stepping from the car, she gave the valet an eyeful of skin, and his smile told her he appreciated it.
She kept fit by regular exercise and tennis, and today she had pampered herself with a spa visit that included a Brazilian wax. She told the spa staff that it was a special day and let it go. As she walked to the elevator, she could feel her wet pussy lips rubbing together, creating that fabulous tingle that made her even wetter. She didn't want to put him off with something too daring, so she had chosen a red, wraparound dress that she wore to church. Still, it fit her like a second skin, and the color matched her lipstick and nails, giving her the appearance of a very sexy lady.
She arrived at the lobby, and saw him immediately. Dressed casually, he exuded a mature sexiness that she found irresistible. Shining grey hair, tanned, smiling face, and a perfectly proportioned, well toned body made her shiver at the possibilities. When he saw her, he held out his arms for the family-style hug, and she politely obliged. Their small talk ended quickly, and he asked her where she wanted to eat.
"Your room," she said, pulling him into the elevator, and punching the button for the fourteenth floor. Turning, she melted into his arms and gave him a very unfamily hug that got all of his attention. "Look," she said, grinding her hips into his and keeping her breasts in contact with his chest. "You're the sexiest man I know. My husband's overseas, selling something and I'm stuck at home with my toys. I've wanted to fuck you for fifteen years, and now we have the chance. If you have a problem, I'll leave now."
Looking into his eyes, she knew that she couldn't leave, even if he asked her to.
He simply asked, "You're sure?" and embraced her again. This time, her hand snaked around his neck and she pulled his lips to hers, kissing him passionately. When he opened his mouth, she darted her tongue into it and dueled his tongue seductively. Using her other hand, she reached down and rubbed his crotch shamelessly.
Releasing his lip the she was chewing on, she said breathlessly, "Oh, I'm sure. I'm sure I'm gonna fuck you."
He took the opportunity to crush her to his body and kiss her deeply, running his hands up and down her back, to her delightfully firm ass. Loving the silky feel of the dress, he wondered aloud if she was wearing panties.
"Yes, but they're special panties-just for you," she said impishly as the elevator stopped and the doors opened.
Taking her by the hand, he led her to his room and opened the door. Allowing her to enter first, he took the opportunity to admire her ass. The dress and the "special panties" made her ass look fabulous, and she certainly knew how to walk to make it even more desirable.
She was impressed with his accommodations and said so. He told her the suite was just a small perk of his position. "It even comes with an onsite maid of my choosing, if I desire," he said, as he stepped behind her.
He reached around her and gently pulled her to him, moving his hands to her breasts and his mouth to her neck. Kissing her softly, he rubbed her breasts until he felt her nipples harden in his hands. Her groan told him he was pushing the right buttons, so he continued. He kissed the spot under her earlobe and felt her shiver. She pushed her ass into his groin, and rubbed it against his growing erection. She turned and looked into his eyes, seeing the epitome of sexuality that she knew she had waited long enough for. "Look, I know we're kinda related, but don't get the chance to act on my fantasies very often. This is a very vivid fantasy I have played and replayed in my mind for years. You're a sexy older man, I'm a soccer mom. I know you and you know me. Who else am I going to fuck?" she asked matter-of-factly.
"OK. So I'm your fantasy. Just tell me what you want me to do," he said, as he stepped back, sat down, and took in her body lustfully. Her chest was heaving, causing her c-cup breasts to strain against the thin material of her bra and dress. He could see the outline of her nipples. Her hips had widened some over the years, but her shape was perfectly proportioned. The hem of the dress ended above her knees, giving her legs the appearance of being longer than they actually were. The red heels completed the picture of a lovely, horny woman, needing to be ravaged.
"I want you to be nude when I come back in here," she said, going into the bathroom.
"No problem," he thought, and began disrobing. He laid his clothes carefully on the table at the end of the bed, and walked to the window overlooking the city. His seven-inch cock had softened slightly, and he stroked it casually, thinking how this dinner date had turned out so far.
"Promise me you won't laugh," she said from the bathroom door. When she looked into the room, she caught her breath. He was silhouetted in the day's waning light, his body toned, his cock at half-mast, not hanging, but not standing. She had never seen a mature man's cock other than her husband's and it wasn't in this league. She, on the other hand was backlit by the bathroom lights, creating a gorgeous, sexy creature, intent on fulfilling her lustful desires.
"My dear, I would never laugh at a woman as lovely as you, no matter what the circumstances were," he replied, looking towards the bathroom door. She was standing there in a red silk bra and matching ass-hugging boy shorts. He realized the panties were crotchless, indeed making them "special." As she approached the window, she unhooked her bra and took it off. The motion of throwing it on the floor caused her breasts to sway gently, making them even sexier. He could detect her womanly aroma as she stood at his side.
"Well, what do you think?" she asked.
"I think your husband is a very lucky man, but I am also very lucky in that you have chosen me to take his place for a few hours. Come around here and let me look at you more closely," he said, as he took her hand and guided her to stand in front of him.
